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    “You know what Char, I have a job for you while I’m gone that I bet will keep you pretty busy.”
    “Oh yeah, what’s that Chloe?”
    “I’m going to be pretty far away from you and Derrick. I need to know that the two of you will be taken care of without me here.”
    “So what are you saying Chloe…or should I say what are you asking of me? I have my own life too you know and I sure as hell don’t have time to babysit your boyfriend.” She says with anger in her voice.
    “Come on Char. I’m not asking you to babysit him. I just want to know that you’re both being looked after. You two are the most important people to me and I need to know that you guys are okay while I’m gone.”
    She lets out a loud huff and slams her door.
    Well that didn’t go over as I expected it to, maybe I should have approached Derrick first and let him talk to her about it.
    I finish up my shower and hurry getting ready to meet Derrick downstairs.
    As I approach the stairs I hear voices in the kitchen. Char seems to be telling Derrick my plan for the two of them while I’m away at school. Well that takes care of that for me. Maybe these two can hash it out better together.
    I hop down the stairs and make my way between the two of them to grab a mug of coffee.
    “What are you guys talking about?” I ask looking back and forth between the two of them.
    “I was just telling Derrick the amazing idea you had for us to keep each other out of trouble while you’re gone. He thinks it’s just as ridiculous as I do.” Char says and sticks her tongue out at me.
    “Fine, then just forget I ever mentioned anything. I was just trying to be helpful.” I say storming out of the kitchen.
    Completely pissed off at Char and Derrick I make my way out to the only place I can hide…our tree.
    This morning I wake up to the pleasant feeling of my girlfriend touching my dick through my shorts. She’s such a little vixen and I love it, this will have to be fast. Sometimes I just wish I could take us somewhere and hideout for a few days so I can get my Chloe fix…too bad that will never happen.
    I kiss the top of her head while she gets in a comfortable position straddling my hips. We find a rhythm that is only meant for us. With a few thrusts and a couple grunts here and there we’re done. FUCK! We really need to get a place of our own.
    We attempt to untangle ourselves and each head to get a shower before making some breakfast for the family.
    Today is D-day for me and I want to show Chloe that I can be supportive and believe that everything will work out for the both of us. We both have bright futures ahead of us and I know that we’ll be together through it all.
    I make my way up the stairs from the family room into the kitchen where I see Charlie making coffee.
    “Morning, Charlie.” I say in her direction.
    “Hey Derrick, you’re here awfully early. Or did you sleep over?” She asks with a cocky smirk.
    “Yeah, I did. Guess we fell asleep on the couch and no one felt like waking us up. This worked out just fine with me. I got to cuddle with my Angel all night long.” I reply back at her wiggling my eyebrows.
    “Hmm, I see.” She says giving me an odd look.
    “What’s your deal? Do I have a bat in the cave? Left or right?” I ask sticking my nose in her face.
    “Eww gross Derrick!” She squeals pushing me away.
    “Then why are you looking at me like that?” I ask.
    “Well your girlfriend thinks we should babysit one another while she’s gone, how stupid is that?” She says throwing her head back laughing hysterically.
    “Seriously, what the hell does she think we’re going to do, run off and join the circus?” I say plopping down on a stool.
    “For you, that could be her main concern, you’re kind of funny looking.” She says with a giggle.
    “Shut the hell up Char, you’re starting to piss the hell out of me.”
    Just then Chloe walks into the kitchen grabbing a coffee mug. She’s dressed in a simple
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